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An impassioned poet, my little girl Eyes magnified by her grandmother's glasses I yearn to touch her prose with light Does she feel my waves of regretfulness? Does she know how I dream about her tender giggle? Does she search for love and another's comforting embrace? Life carries us along as a raging river Sometimes the taker, sometimes the giver Some a leaf that is tossed from shore to shore I long to be the boat that frees her from the storm To save her from drowning, in those engulfing w...